“Fuck, I’m going to come. Your ass is so fucking tight,” I groan. His breathing picks up, and his ass squeezes my cock so tight. I come intensely inside his perfect hole; rope after rope of cum fills him up, and I feel a warm sensation on my hand. Looking down, I see Joaquin has reached his release, and his cum paints my hands.
“Oh, fuck. Damn, that was so fucking good. What the fuck, I’m shaking,” he says. I feel his body twitch, and I grunt one last time before giving him a light kiss on his lips. Getting on my knees, I pull out slowly, gather my cum, and lather it onto Joaquin’s cock. I mix our cum together and take two fingers, placing it in front of his mouth.
“Wanna see how good we taste together?” I ask. He reaches forward and slurps up the cum from my fingers, sucking like he’s trying to get to the center of a fucking lollipop. He removes his mouth, making a popping sound as he releases my fingers.
“Mmm, we taste good mixed together.” He smirks. I kiss him, getting a taste for myself. Our tongues fight for dominance, but I pull back because I need more, and I’m going straight to the source. I spread his legs, encasing me near his cock. I lick from his balls to the base of his cock, gathering our spilled cum. Making my way down, I lick his asshole and stick my tongue deep inside, making sure to get all of me. Keeping it in my mouth, I move to his cock and spit my cum all over it, watchingit as it mixes with his cum. I lick all around his shaft and suck up and down, making sure to get sloppy while swallowing some of our cum. Gathering the last of our cum, I keep it in my mouth and move up towards Joaquin’s face.
“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, whore,” I growl. He opens it, and I grab the back of his head, bringing our mouths closer and letting it slide down his tongue. Swallowing our load, I fiercely take his lips in mine and pass our cum back and forth until we both swallow. Smiling, I pull back and lie beside him, finally catching my breath.
“What are you smiling for?” Joaquin asks.
“You were right.” I laugh. He turns to face me and grabs my face.
“I’m right about a lot of things. What was it this time?”
“We do taste good mixed together.”
Joaquin shakes his head and gives me a chaste kiss before getting up. I sit up and stare at his ass as he walks to the bathroom, presumably grabbing a towel to clean up. Damn, pretty soon we’re gonna have to start washing these every day. On second thought, how about we shower together? I get up and quickly follow behind him, closing the door. He reaches for a towel from the top shelf near the sink.
“Grab two and let’s take a quick shower to clean up instead,” I declare.
“Are you sure?” he asks. I nod and open the curtain, turning on the shower. He hangs the towels on the towel rack on the back of the door, and we step into the shower.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“Making love to me. I love you so much,Mi Vida, and I don’t ever want to let you go.”
“You don’t have to thank me. I’m just glad you trusted me to do that with you. I love you so much, too,Mi Cielo. I don’t everwant to let you go either, and I will do everything in my power to keep you. No matter what it takes.”
“I know this is a serious moment, but I’m going to take that juicy ass next, fuckface.” Joaquin smirks. I shake my head and slap his ass, making sure to grab a handful.
“Watch it, asshole, or I’m going to shut that mouth up with my cock,” I quip, and he turns giddy at my response.
We take turns soaping up the loofah the girls set aside for us ‘guys’ and washing each other’s bodies while making out like horny teenagers. Well, I guess, in a sense, we are because we just discovered the ones we love, and I don’t think anything is stopping this taboo train from going forward.
11
Brissa
“Yes, right there. Please, I need more, Daddies!” Lena and I look at each other as we walk in the door from tanning down at our beach house’s pool, and our eyes bulge. Our parents decided that they were going to do some sightseeing and possibly even ride horses on the beach. Well, thank God for that, because they definitely would’ve heard all the screaming these fuckers are making.
“What the fuck, they’re fucking without us?” I whine.
“Oh well, looks like we better drown out the noise and do a little playing of our own,Mamita,” Lena teases.
“How about we drop our bags and get settled in first? I’m kind of up for a snack and some water. How about you?” I ask. Lena nods, takes our bags, and places them in the storage closet near the hallway.
“Anything you’re craving?” I remark.
“Yeah, you.” Lena winks. I chuckle, then shake my head and ignore her comment. I open the fridge and grab some sandwich meat, cheese, mustard, and mayonnaise to make a sandwich. Taking the bread that we left on the counter last night, I prepare our lunch.
“What do you want to drink? We have Titos, water, Sunny D, Dr. Pepper, Sprite, and cranberry juice,” I inquire. Tilting her head to the side, she raises her eyebrow, indicating I should know what she wants.
“What’s the only thing appropriate for a sandwich right now?” she questions.
“I don’t know, Titos?” I laugh. She shakes her head and comes towards me, but turns to the refrigerator to grab Sunny D. I smile. Leave it to Lena not to drink during the off-season. Passing her a sandwich, she grabs it and takes a big bite.
